Chapter 292 Eight Thunder Marrows, a Treasure Trove of Male Cultivators
Chapter 292 Eight Thunder Marrows, a Treasure Trove of Male Cultivators
Chapter 292 Eight Hundred Thunder Marrows, A Treasure Trove of Male Cultivators
The liquid surged and electric arcs darted wildly across the surface of the liquid like silver snakes.
Chen Yi stepped onto the edge of the pool once more.
This time, he did not hesitate at all, sat down cross-legged, and activated the lightning-summoning technique in his body to its fullest extent.
The raging lightning energy around him seemed to have found an outlet, rushing towards him in a frenzy.
Within the Qi Sea, the Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid, which had been completely depleted, began to rapidly replenish itself.
One drop, two drops —
As time went by, the newly condensed Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid became increasingly deep in color, faintly revealing a breathtaking blue-purple luster.
Chen Yi looked inward at himself; he was trying to compress, frantically compressing.
Until the number of lace threads contained in each drop of marrow fluid reached an astonishing six hundred strands.
More than fifty Thunder Crystal Marrows floated quietly above the dantian, like fifty miniature thunder cores that could explode at any moment.
This power is too great. If it could detonate these fifty crystal marrows instantly, the destructive power would be enough to cause the physical body of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to disintegrate, or even injure the Nascent Soul.
Chen Yi gently rubbed his knee with his fingers, secretly making plans in his mind.
Unfortunately, he currently does not possess this secret technique that allows all the Thunder Crystal Marrow within his body to resonate simultaneously and erupt instantly.
This power can only be unleashed as a single attack from individual Thunder Crystal Marrow, or used for its own smelting.
"It's enough to power up body refinement."
Chen Yi composed himself.
The six hundred strands of Thunder Crystal Marrow, with their domineering destructive and reshaping power, are the key to unlocking the second level of "Marrow Refining".
He did not rush to go into seclusion immediately.
Looking ahead, the six turtle puppets were arranged in a six-way formation, creating a pale yellow light screen that protected the three of them.
After this period of thunderous baptism, the spiritual light that originally flowed on the surface of the tortoise shell has dimmed, which is a sign that the power of thunder spirit is about to be exhausted.
Chen Yi looked up.
Above their heads, the enormous "Lightning-Attracting Spirit-Gathering Array" was still slowly operating, with intricate runes arranged like stars, each flash drawing in the lightning between heaven and earth.
He stared at several inconspicuous corners, his eyes gleaming.
With spiritual energy flowing from his fingertips, Chen Yi drew in mid-air.
He extracted several basic runes from the formation used for "devouring" and "transformation," disassembled and reassembled them, and then used his fingertips like a pen to rapidly inscribe them on the six puppet tortoise shells.
With a hissing sound, the new rune took shape.
The moment the last stroke was made, the originally dull patterns on the tortoise shell suddenly lit up.
The stray arcs of lightning around them seemed to be drawn together by some kind of attraction, automatically converging towards the tortoise shell. They were greedily devoured by the newly drawn runes, transformed into pure spiritual energy, and injected into the core lightning crystal.
The light curtain visibly thickened.
"It's done."
A barely perceptible smile appeared on Chen Yi's lips.
This is just a simple experiment.
Since we were able to "steal" a sliver of information from this ancient formation for use in the puppets, if we could comprehend more of it in the future, we might be able to elevate the power of these puppets to a whole new level.
We have no worries about defense and are self-sufficient in energy.
Chen Yi stopped being distracted, closed his eyes tightly, and completely focused his mind on his body.
Marrow Refining, Begin.
The first drop of crystal marrow liquid, containing six hundred strands of lace, slowly seeped into the spinal dragon under Chen Yi's control.
A sharp pain exploded instantly.
It wasn't the pain of flesh being torn apart, but rather as if countless tiny steel needles were drilling into the cracks of the bone, slowly crushing the marrow and then burning it to ashes with lightning and fire.
Chen Yi's face was deathly pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged, but he didn't even utter a sound.
After destruction comes rebirth.
Nourished by the power of thunder spirit, new bone marrow began to develop.
The bone marrow of this newborn generation faintly carries a pale golden lightning light. With each hematopoietic process, extremely weak lightning resistance and explosive power are incorporated into the blood.
This force flows through the blood vessels to the limbs and bones, nourishing the internal organs and strengthening the fascia.
His physical strength is progressing towards the mid-stage of the fourth level of body refinement at a slow but steady pace.
Time passes silently.
Half a year passed quietly in the tedious practice.
The first batch of Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid in Chen Yi's body has been completely consumed.
The progress of the second stage of Marrow Refinement has only advanced by half a step.
While the speed seemed slow, when Chen Yi opened his eyes, his gaze was sharp as lightning. He casually clenched his fist, and a visible cloud of air burst forth between his fingers and palm.
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Physical improvement is comprehensive.
Not only is the physical body harder, but the resilience of the dantian and meridians is also greatly enhanced.
This means that he can contain more and stronger Thunder Crystal Marrow.
Chen Yi stood up and walked towards the edge of the forbidden zone once again.
This time, he did not stop at the shore.
He slowly bent down and plunged his entire right hand, wrist and all, straight into the boiling molten lava.
Sizzle sizzle—
The violent lightning liquid instantly enveloped his skin, and the smell of burning filled the air.
The skin on his wrist was cracked inch by inch, revealing the bright red flesh underneath.
Chen Yi remained expressionless, as if the hand wasn't his.
The next instant, emerald green life force surged down from his arm.
The granulation tissue writhed wildly, the charred dead skin peeled off, and the newly formed skin cracked again under the erosion of the lightning liquid, only to repair itself once more.
In this constant cycle of destruction and regeneration, Chen Yi frantically extracted the essence from the Thunder Pool.
When he withdrew his hand, the skin on his wrist had returned to normal, even more translucent and jade-like than before, with a subtle jade-like texture.
Half a day passed, and Chen Yi focused his inner energy on his dantian.
The upper limit of the quality of Thunder Crystal Marrow has already exceeded 650 strands.
The total capacity has surged to around 1,500 strands.
Chen Yi exhaled a breath of stale air and turned to look behind him.
Ning Bu'er sat cross-legged to one side, his body crackling with lightning, clearly also using this place to temper his physical body.
On the other side, Xuan Yin Zhenjun's condition was somewhat precarious.
Her eyes were closed, and her once stunning face was now much paler, with a thin layer of black frost between her brows.
That was the Nine Yin Cold Poison within the body retaliating.
Even with Chen Yi's previous suppression, the quantity and quality of the previous Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid were too small, and it was not very effective in suppressing her high-level Nine Yin Demon Flame. Her delicate body trembled slightly, clearly enduring great pain.
Chen Yi frowned slightly and took a few steps forward.
"Auntie."
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's eyelashes trembled as he slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes, usually so majestic and aloof, now held a hint of weakness and unfocus.
"I see that the cold poison in your body is showing signs of recurring. Relax your mind and body, and I will replenish you with some more Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid." Chen Yi's voice was calm and without any distracting thoughts.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun stared at Chen Yi for a moment, his gaze falling on Chen Yi's hand that had just been baptized by the Thunder Pool.
She didn't refuse, though her voice was a little hoarse: "Okay. If it's convenient for you—just go through the major acupoint on my back. The meridians on my wrist are too long, causing a lot of strain and making it less effective."
Chen Yi was slightly taken aback.
The major acupoint on the back usually refers to the Dazhui acupoint, located at the lower end of the neck. It is an important acupoint on the Du meridian and governs the yang energy of the whole body.
For cultivators, entrusting their vital points (the back of their body) to others is a major taboo.
Moreover, this location is quite private, and men and women should not touch each other.
He subconsciously glanced at Ning Bu'er beside him.
Ning Bu'er opened her eyes at this moment, her gaze clear. When she saw Chen Yi looking at her, she nodded gently, her expression calm and unconcerned about the people of the Mouth Demon Sect. They acted as they pleased and did not care about trivial matters.
In their view, strength and survival are the most important things.
Our physical bodies, hair, skin, and worldly customs are nothing but fleeting clouds.
Moreover, Chen Yi's actions along the way have already earned them their absolute trust.
If it weren't for the relationship with Ning Bu'er, given Xuan Yin Zhenjun's personality, he would probably have taken a more direct and effective approach to healing his wounds.
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Chen Yi no longer hesitated and nodded in agreement.
"Auntie, I'm sorry to offend you."
He walked around to the back of Xuan Yin Zhenjun and sat down cross-legged.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun lowered his head slightly, revealing a section of his snow-white, slender neck and the slightly protruding vertebrae below.
Chen Yi stretched out his palm, and in his palm, a ball of lightning so dense it was almost liquid was dancing.
That was a crystal marrow liquid with a quality of up to 650 strands.
The moment their palms touched, both of their bodies jolted simultaneously.
Warm palms touch cool skin.
Chen Yi had no romantic thoughts whatsoever. With a thought, the Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid in his palm, like a flood bursting its banks, poured forcefully into the spine of the Profound Yin True Lord through the Dazhui acupoint.
"Ugh—!"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun suddenly tilted his head back, his long neck taut into a tight arc.
pain.
excruciating pain.
That was the most yang and powerful thunder, forcefully rushing into the most yin and cold meridians, like boiling oil poured into snow.
In an instant, her shoulders and neck were covered in sweat, which dampened the hair at her temples.
She bit her lower lip hard, trying her best to keep herself from crying out.
But after that excruciating pain came an unprecedented sense of clarity.
The lingering Yin Cold Poison, which had been entrenched deep within the acupoint like a persistent carbuncle, melted and dissipated rapidly in the face of this violent Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid, much like snowflakes meeting the scorching sun.
A warm current quickly spread from my spine throughout my body.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's originally pale face instantly flushed with an unnatural redness.
This feeling—it's so comfortable.
Having achieved the Nascent Soul stage for over three hundred years, she had been constantly plagued by cold poison, suffering from bone-chilling pain day and night. Never before had she felt so relaxed.
It was as if they had been freed from the shackles that had bound them for a century.
[As expected, my ancestors were right—Lei Xiu is truly the perfect cauldron for my Nine Yin lineage!]
A complex thought flashed through Xuan Yin Zhenjun's mind.
If only I could be with Chen Yi—
[What a pity—ah, Fuji was just born in the right era...]
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she forcibly extinguished it.
As an elder, I ultimately cannot.
She sighed inwardly, but then felt relieved.
The fact that it has such a therapeutic effect is already a stroke of luck; one should not be too greedy.
a long time.
Chen Yi slowly withdrew his palm, the lightning in his palm now fully transferred into it.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun let out a long, satisfied sigh, the sound of which was particularly clear by the silent Thunder Pool.
next moment.
boom!
A terrifying pressure belonging to the late Nascent Soul stage erupted wildly from her body.
The surrounding air froze instantly, and even the light screen erected by the turtle puppets rippled.
This aura is even purer and more powerful than it was before that earth-shattering battle three years ago!
The effect was immediate after Chen Yi personally injected the Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid this one time.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, and his previous weakness vanished.
She felt the surging magical power within her body, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.
If this treatment can continue—
The cultivation bottleneck that has plagued her for decades may indeed be broken in a short period of time, and she may even make further progress!
She turned around, and in her gaze towards Chen Yi, besides gratitude, there was an indescribable burning intensity.
Ning Bu'er, standing to the side, took in all of this.
Her expression remained calm, with even a faint smile playing on her lips.
Her master sacrificed so much for her cultivation path.
Back then, in order to help Chen Yi achieve Nascent Soul and to get him into Leifeng Pagoda, Master sacrificed a great deal of benefits and face.
It is only natural that Chen Yi should give back now.
not to mention.
Looking into Chen Yi's clear, innocent eyes, Ning Bu'er felt a sense of peace.
This man is not a casual person.
Even with this beautiful woman who was practically within his grasp, he could refrain from acting for the sake of the bigger picture and his cultivation.
She believed in Chen Yi, and she also believed in her master's character.
The lightning plasma was as thick as mercury, slowly undulating at the bottom of the pool, and the crackling electric arcs sounded as muffled as the heartbeat of a giant beast.
Chen Yi sat cross-legged in a corner of Leichi, his days filled with a fulfilling and busy schedule.
While circulating his energy throughout the body to refine his second-level marrow refining realm, he also had to spare some attention to take care of the two fairies beside him.
"Bear with it. If this lightning energy dissipates, all the effort put into cultivating this bone will have been for nothing."
Chen Yi let out a low shout, his five fingers forming claws, the tips of which were wrapped in dazzling lightning, and he slammed them heavily onto Ning Bu'er's smooth back.
Ning Bu'er was only wearing a few pieces of clothing, curled up in Chen Yi's arms, her skin pale from the lightning.
As Chen Yi exerted force with his fingers, those strands of violent lightning crystal power were forcibly crushed and pressed deep into her flesh.
"Ugh————"
Ning Bu'er bit her lower lip hard, letting out a broken groan.
Excruciating pain and tingling sensation surged wildly along her spine. Her originally taut body trembled violently under Chen Yi's palm, and the sweat that had just seeped out of her pores was evaporated into white mist by the high-temperature lightning liquid.
In order to absorb the lightning crystal core with maximum efficiency, Chen Yi had to massage her inch by inch.
Fingertips traced the shoulder blades, grazed the lower back, and the lightning-like energy penetrated the skin, reaching the internal organs.
This method of cultivation is too private, and even the most determined cultivators would find it hard not to feel a little strange at this moment.
Chen Yi kept his eyes down, seemingly focused on his own thoughts, but his hands moved with the utmost care.
The skin beneath my palms was smooth as cream, yet burning hot as fire.
Ning Bu'er was so ashamed that her ears almost bled, yet she still had to adjust her breathing to match Chen Yi's rhythm. The shame of being forced to open her heart and soul in pain made her not even dare to open her eyes to look at Chen Yi.
Having finally finished dealing with Ning Bu'er's lightning crystal core guidance, Chen Yi hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when Xuan Yin Zhenjun turned to the side, revealing a back that was slightly reddened by the lightning.
"It's my turn." Xuan Yin's voice carried a hint of languor, the ease that came with the gradual healing of his old wounds.
Initially, Chen Yi only needed to transfer the crystal marrow liquid into the major acupoints on her spine.
Who would have thought that over the past few days, Xuan Yin had developed a taste for the marrow.
The Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid that Chen Yi personally guided not only had extremely low loss, but the feeling of the warm thunder power being pushed through her meridians was a hundred times more comfortable than when she circulated her own energy, and the pain was reduced by more than half.
Therefore, the scope changed.
From the spine to the shoulders and back, then to the legs, and even the Yongquan acupoint on the feet, all became part of Chen Yi's work scope.
Chen Yi knelt behind Xuan Yin, placing his hands on her long, slender thighs, his palms pulsating with lightning power.
Xuan Yin tilted his head slightly, his long neck forming a breathtaking arc, and let out a very soft sigh.
Once something like this happens, it's bound to happen again.
As long as Chen Yi's technique is good enough and the effect is strong enough, the so-called strict separation between men and women will have to be put aside in the face of a fourth-order True Monarch's desire for the Dao.
Of course, the bottom line remains.
When Chen Yi's hand reached the edge of her lower abdomen, Xuan Yin's body stiffened slightly. She remained silent and did not move.
Chen Yi's fingers stopped half an inch away from that sensitive area, and lightning energy was transferred into it from a distance. Then he naturally withdrew his hand.
The two understood each other without saying a word.
After all, Ning Bu'er was watching with her eyes open.
Ning Bu'er huddled in the corner of the Thunder Pool, watching his master's submissive attitude towards Chen Yi, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she swallowed it back.
Actually, she didn't mind.
As a fellow cultivator of the Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage, she knew all too well how rare such an opportunity to cleanse one's marrow and reshape one's physical body was.
Let alone this physical intimacy, if it were the old ancestors in the sect who had been stuck at their bottlenecks for hundreds of years, they would probably be willing to pay a much higher price to obtain Chen Yi's massage hands.
This man is a treasure.
Time slipped away quietly amidst the monotonous roar of the thunderous roar.
Two and a half years later.
Chen Yi slowly opened his eyes, two streaks of purple-gold lightning flashing deep within them.
127 years old.
Second stage of marrow refinement, 30% complete.
He clenched his fist, and a cracking sound from his knuckles echoed like muffled thunder.
More than a hundred lightning crystal marrows within his body shone brightly, each one condensed to the terrifying level of eight hundred strands of lightning. A total of more than three thousand strands of lightning crystal marrow fluid surged within his bone marrow, a power powerful enough to shake mountains.
A sharp cracking sound came from behind me.
Ning Bu'er stood up from the edge of the lightning barrier. His originally pale skin now shimmered with a faint jade-like luster, and with every movement, the air was filled with a powerful aura.
The pure physical strength squeezed out a deep whistling sound.
Peak third-tier physical body.
He was just one step away from becoming a fourth-level body cultivator.
The most significant change was in the Xuan Yin.
This Nascent Soul True Monarch was sitting cross-legged in the void, the black demonic flames surrounding him were twice as intense as they had been two years ago.
The flames were no longer cold and biting, but instead exuded a domineering burning intent. Occasionally, a spark would fly out and burn a large vacuum hole in the surrounding magma.
Seventy percent of his old injuries were healed, and his cultivation level increased instead of decreasing.
"call-
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Xuan Yin exhaled a breath of turbid air, which shot out like an arrow and created a deep pit in the wall of the Thunder Pool.
"It's almost time." Chen Yi stood up and looked down at the bottom of the Thunder Pool.
There, the golden lightning liquid was so viscous it was almost still, radiating a terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble.
That was the core of the Thunder Spirit's true essence, every drop containing world-destroying energy.
If one could use that thing to temper one's body, reaching the third level of marrow refinement would not be difficult.
pity.
Chen Yi shook his head, forcibly suppressing the greed in his heart.
With my current physical strength, trying to retrieve the liquid gold would be tantamount to suicide.
He looked up again at the magnificent lightning array above him, his eyes filled with lingering satisfaction.
"This place is a treasure trove," Chen Yi thought to himself. "Once the Black Mountain Secret Realm matter is resolved, I must come back again. I'll go into seclusion for several decades and squeeze every last drop of opportunity out of this place before I leave."
Xuan Yin also finished her training at this moment, her beautiful eyes falling on Chen Yi with a complicated expression.
Over the past two and a half years, she has come to fully understand the value of this man.
Looking at Ning Bu'er beside him, Xuan Yin's heart was filled with even more shock and turmoil.
This girl is incredibly lucky.
With a high-level body cultivator like Chen Yi feeding him lightning crystals and giving him massages day and night, even a pig could fly.
Ning Bu'er is currently at the peak of the third level of physical body refinement. If Chen Yi helps her condense her first Thunder Crystal Marrow, this girl will be able to step into the threshold of the fourth level of body refinement.
Fourth-tier Thunder Spirit Body Refinement combined with Nine Yin Demonic Flame —
Xuan Yin's heart skipped a beat.
Such a configuration is something even her master would be far behind.
If that day ever comes, the upper limit of the demonic flames of the Nine Yin lineage will be completely broken, and Ning Bu'er may actually be able to touch the threshold of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Monarch!
Even without the demonic flames, Ning Bu'er could still dominate among early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators with just his fourth-tier Thunder Spirit physique, and even go toe-to-toe with those veteran Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Fuji is truly blessed with incredible luck."
Xuan Yin gave Chen Yi a deep look, and the thought that he had originally regarded the other party as a "useful tool" completely vanished.
This child must be firmly bound to the chariot of the Nine Yin lineage.
"Let's go."
Chen Yi brushed the lightning dust off his clothes. "The Black Mountain Secret Realm will open soon. Let's go to the main hall first."
a few days later.
Deep within the Monster Mountain Range, demonic energy blots out the sky.
The Demonic Path Headquarters, like a colossal beast, lurked among the mountains, its malevolent aura soaring to the heavens.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three beams of light tore through the clouds, carrying immense pressure as they crashed down onto the main hall plaza.
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The Black Lotus Fairy, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately led her entourage to greet them.
"Welcome back, Master!"
The Black Lotus Fairy knelt on the ground, her voice impassioned. Behind her, hundreds of demonic disciples kowtowed in unison, their voices echoing through the valley: "Welcome back, Palace Master!"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun waved his sleeve, unleashing a powerful demonic aura, signaling everyone to rise.
The Black Lotus Fairy stood up, her gaze eagerly fixed on the area behind her master.
The next moment, the smile on her face froze.
In her line of sight, Ning Bu'er was dressed in a black dress, with a cold and aloof demeanor, emanating a terrifying aura that made her feel suffocated.
That was a complete and flawless Nascent Soul aura!
"Congratulations—Congratulations on your successful Nascent Soul formation, Junior Sister!"
The Black Lotus Fairy felt a bitter taste in her mouth, and she spoke these words with great difficulty.
She failed to form her nascent soul back then, so she had to stay in the main hall to handle miscellaneous affairs and could only watch her junior sister and master go to Zhongzhou to make their way in the world.
Unexpectedly, after decades of not seeing each other, my junior sister who used to follow me around has actually taken this step.
Jealousy grew wildly in her heart like a poisonous weed, yet she suppressed it relentlessly.
However, when her gaze swept toward the male cultivator beside Ning Bu'er, her pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
Chen Yi?
She remembered that face very clearly.
The Foundation Establishment stage male concubine that Ning Bu'er specifically requested back then, the "soft rice man" who became a laughing stock in the sect.
How is he still alive?
Not only alive, but even—
The Black Lotus Fairy's eyes widened as she scanned Chen Yi with her divine sense, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea—she couldn't find the bottom at all.
The oppressive aura emanating from the other party was no less than that of Ning Bu'er, who had just formed her Nascent Soul. In fact, under the pressure of that violent physical blood energy, even she, a pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator, felt a chill run down her spine.
This is also a Nascent Soul stage?!
The Black Lotus Fairy's mind went blank; her worldview seemed to shatter.
Isn't Junior Sister Bu Er cultivating the Nine Yin Demon Flame?
This method of sexual exploitation, it's one thing if it didn't turn this man into a dried-up corpse, but how could it "suck" a male concubine into a Nascent Soul True Monarch?
Which of these two was actually taking the other's product?
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